It was morning, you were eating breakfast, talking to your friend who was sitting at the other end of the table. König came and sat next to you, you didnt notice yet until you felt a hand slip under your shirt carressing the side of your stomach, a sensitive spot for you. You checked out whose hand it was and when you realized it was König, your cheeks flushed red as you made quiet whimpers, trying your best too hide it from your friend. König was smirking under his mask and it was obvious.